Date: Tue, 14 Dec 2004 22:44:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Mark Friedman
Subject: Everett's Adventure
This story involves gay sex. If, for any reason, your legal
guardian/Significant Other/the law says you shouldn't be reading such
things, then it's best for you to leave now (and if you're one of those
prudes who objects to gay sex in any form, then one wonders why you're
here at this site in the first place).
This story is completely fictional, and, as with any such work of
fiction, any resemblance to any place, event, or person (living or dead)
is purely coincidental.
Copyright is to me, and the story may not be reproduced anywhere without
my prior permission.
Comments can be sent to me at forcewielder2000@yahoo.com (flames will
just be ignored!).
~Mark
************
Everett walked down the alleyway to where he kept his 'home', such as it
was. It wasn't much, but when you were in a situation like Everett was,
you took what you could get. When Everett had announced that he was gay a
couple of months ago, his dad hadn't taken it too well, tossing him out
of the house.
Since Everett was only 15, he had nowhere to go, and no way to get a job.
With no other family in the area, he wound up being stuck out in the
alleys, scrounging for food from the dumpsters behind restaraunts.
He arrived at the little shelter he'd constructed from what was laying
around, and crawled inside. Laying down, he closed his eyes and, ignoring
the rumbling in his stomach, was soon sound asleep. So he didn't notice
when a light shone down from the sky, encircling him, and drawing him out
of the shelter and up towards an alien spacecraft.
For a time, he thought the strange sounds and the odd surface he was
lying on were a part of some strange dream, but when he opened his eyes
and looked around, he realized that he wasn't where he'd been when he
went to sleep. His eyes widened when he saw that he was in some sort of
laboratory. There was no one else there, and Everett wasn't sure how he'd
wound up in there. He figured that whomever had brought him there must
have drugged him in order to keep him asleep during the transport.
(Transport? Call it kidnapping, he thought.)
He quietly got down off of the table he'd been lying on, and began to
look around for an exit, not sure he wanted to meet whomever had nabbed
him or find out why they'd targeted him for whatever freakish experiments
they'd had in mind. That was when he realized that he was naked, and his
clothes were nowhere to be seen.
A door swooshed open, like one of the doors of a store that had a motion
detector attatched to it, and the strangest person Everett had ever seen
walked in. The individual was humanoid, but a few moments later Everett
realized that the person wasn't human. Thin limbs, somewhat oval shaped
head, larger eyes, smaller mouth, and a bronze colored skin indicated
that the person wasn't from around these parts.
"So you are up," the alien said, looking over at Everett. "Good. We have
much to do."
"We...do?" Everett asked, surprised to hear the alien speaking English.
"Yes," said the alien, as he walked over to Everett. Everett noticed that
the alien was a little shorter than he was. "First, I suppose you're
hungry," the alien continued.
Everett nodded, and the alien took him to a room that had several chairs
and tables. They'd passed several other aliens like the one guiding him,
but all seemed to be male, so Everett wasn't too embarrassed about being
naked. Glancing down at his body, he realized that he was clean for the
first time in two months. The alien provided him with something that
Everett assumed was food.
"It may not taste like what you're used to," the alien said, "But it is
nutritional, and is suitable for comsumption by your species."
Everett took a small bite and found the taste unusual, but hunger
overrode his caution and he dove into it. He didn't worry about it being
poison or anything like that; he figured that they'd already had more
than enough time to do anything they wanted to him if their intent had
been bad.
After he was through, the alien said, "My name is
Aotleinaikntikooabnjndfjnrre, but you can call me Artie if you want."
"Everett," Everett said in way of introduction.
"I suppose you're probably wondering why you're here," Artie said.
"Well," Everett said, glancing around, "the thought had crossed my mind."
"We need your help," Artie said, rising and gesturing Everett to follow.
"As you've probably surmised by now, we could force you to provide
assistance, but we'd rather have your permission and cooperation. It
would make things go a lot easier."
The two were heading down a hallway, and shortly arrived at a doorway.
They entered. It looked like a sparsely done bedroom, and Everett
wondered what a bedroom had to do with helping out anyone.
"Well, I suppose I could help out," Everett said. "I haven't got anything
better to do."
"Good," Artie said. "In exchange for your assistance, we're willing to
provide food, shelter, and medical care. From what I understand, you were
somewhat lacking in these things not so long ago."
"Boy, you got that right," Everett muttered. "Where do I sign up?"
"Good," Artie said, giving Everett what appeared to be a smile. "Stay
here. Someone will be along shortly to see you. He will start things
off." With that, Artie left.
Everett sat down on the bed, wondering just what 'help' Artie and his
buddies needed - the alien hadn't said just what it was going to be. He
didn't have long to wait, and another male alien, of the same species as
Artie, entered. Everett sensed that this alien was much younger than
Artie was, though he couldn't really say how he knew. But the one thing
that Everett noticed was that this alien was naked as well, and that he
was atonomically close to human in several areas, at least on the
outside.
"My name is...difficult for you to pronounce," the alien said, coming
over and sitting down next to Everett. "You may call me Izzy."
"Uh, hi, Izzy," Everett said. "Artie said you'd be starting me off with
helping you guys."
"Yes," Izzy said. "Lay down, please."
Everett wondered what laying down had to do with helping out, but did as
he was told. Izzy got onto him, and Everett noticed that Izzy's penis was
hard, and jutting outward. Izzy suddenly drove his penis into Everett's
butthole. Everett gasped out, unprepared for that, since he'd never been
with a guy before. It didn't hurt, though, and Izzy started thrusting
into Everett.
Everett laid there, feeling his own body respond to the stimulation. His
own penis quickly stiffened. Izzy continued to thrust into Everett, and
then he reached in between them to grasp the human boy's penis and begin
jerking him off. Everett squirmed about. His penis felt a little funny,
but he couldn't figure out why. His semen soon squirted out, coating him.
Izzy continued for several more minutes before Everett felt the alien
come into him.
Izzy pulled out, and left without saying a word. Everett laid there,
wondering why having gay sex with an alien could help them. Certainly
they would have preferred for physical comfort from one of their own
kind. He got up, and went over to what looked like a shower. After a
couple of minutes of fiddling around with a couple of controls, Everett
was bathed in a stream of water. There wasn't any soap that Everett could
see, so he figured that he'd have to make due with water. After cleaning
his semen off of him (and hoping that wasn't the drinking water he was
using), he shut the water off and used a piece of cloth nearby to dry
off. He wondered what to expect next, but no answers seemed forthcoming.
A few hours later, yet another alien came in and had Everett follow him
to another room. Artie was there, along with a human boy that Everett
didn't recognize. The boy looked to be about 11 years old, and was
similarly naked. The boy looked up to see Everett and the alien guide
enter, and blushed.
"Everett, this is Joshua," Artie said.
"Hello," Everett said.
"Hi," Joshua said.
"Well, I suppose you want some answers," Artie said to Everett, gesturing
to an empty chair.
"Yes, I would," Everett said, sitting down. "I'm told you wanted my help,
then I'm left alone in a room where a male alien proceeds to have sex
with me."
"Well, you see," Artie said, "the help we need is that our species needs
to expand to other planets to ease overpopulation on our homeworld. And
since most habitable planets are already inhabited, we need to, as you
humans call it, 'terraform' other uninhabited planets. However,
physically we don't do so well with the rigors involved with the most
effective kinds of terraforming, which require hands on work, and our
scientists say that the best way to get workers to provide that hands on
work is to procreate with other species, which is where you come in."
"But how does me having sex with a male member of your species help
procreate?" Everett asked.
"Well, because we can't handle the rigors of a pregnancy with a hybrid
fetus very well, that's where you come in," Artie said. "You'll be
carrying the child to term, then give birth. We'll then consider if the
hybrid is suitable for the task of terraforming. We considered Joshua
here, but he's physically too young to help that way yet."
Everett just about laughed in Artie's face. "But I'm a male," Everett
said. "Male humans don't get pregnant. Only female humans do."
Artie's eyes widened. "Oh dear," he said. "We were under the assumption
that human males shared that role with the females. We were surprised to
not find the necessary internal organs in you, but assumed that it was
just some sort of birth defect, so we used nanotechnology to construct
the necessary organs within you, and prep other parts of your body as
needed for a birth. The sex you had with Izzy was to impregnate you."
This time, it was Everett's turn to have his eyes widen. "So you're
saying I'm pregnant?!"
"We're not sure if it was successful yet," Artie said. "I'm sure that
with humans, not all sexual encounters result in a pregnancy, and the
same would certainly hold true here."
"So, how long before we know?" Everett asked weakly.
"A couple of days," Artie said.
"But...why me?" Everett asked. "Weren't there others avaliable?"
"Not really," Artie said. "We needed someone who wouldn't be missed for a
while, so someone in your situation was most ideal. We also needed
someone physically fit, who could withstand a pregnancy and birth, which
limited our choices of homeless people. The two of you were scanned, and
deemed the most sutitable ones availabe that we'd found up to that point,
so you were broght up for further study."
"But what if it's successful?" Everett asked. "Nothing personal, but I
don't want to become some sort of breeder for you guys!"
"If it is determined that the pairing of our species produces a desirable
result, we'll take a few readings of you and find others who can serve as
mothers for other such pairings," Artie said. "I do apologize if we gave
the impression that you would be reduced to nothing more than a breeding
animal, continually pregnant in order to spit out laborers."
*******
And a couple of days it was. Everett and Joshua spent the time on board
the vessel (which is where Everett learned they'd been the whole time),
talking. Joshua had been homeless as well, after he'd run away from his
foster parents.
After a couple of days, Everett started vomiting. A medical checkup
revealed that he was indeed pregnant. It was calculated that the
pregnancy would probably last for four or five months; the specifics were
uncertain, since this was the first hybrid between the two species.
The nausea didn't last too long, for which Everett was grateful. After
about two months, he began to show physical signs of being pregnant, with
his abdomen bulging out slightly. After another two months, the bulge had
noticably increased. Everett didn't feel too good at times. Joshua tried
to help out, by rubbing various parts of Everett's body. One thing that
Everett noticed was that he didn't get aroused; his penis just laid
there, limp.
Both boys remained naked the whole time. While they were a little
embarrassed at first, they grew acustomed to being nude in front of each
other, and the aliens.
By the fifth month, the alien doctors were sure the time was near for the
baby to be born. They told Everett that the baby would be coming out of
his penis, and Everett nearly fainted at the thought, especially when he
learned that he'd be given only mild painkillers during the birth; the
doctors didn't know what effect, if any, anything stronger would have on
either him or the baby.
One morning, Everett awoke to cramping in his abdomen. His moaning woke
Joshua, who was sleeping in a nearby bed in the same room. They decided
that Everett had gone into labor, and they headed to the ship's sickbay;
Everett had to drape his arm around Joshua and lean on the younger boy
during the trip there.
They entered sickbay, and the doctor on duty quickly figured out what was
happening, and the other doctors were summoned. Everett was helped onto a
bed, and they had him spread his legs apart, with the soles of his feet
on the bed, and his knees pointing up towards the ceiling.
Three doctors moved to the business end of things, and another doctor
injected Everett with something. Everett felt the pain go down a little.
Joshua moved near Everett's waist while trying to stay out of the way of
the alien doctors. He hesitantly reached out and took one of Everett's
hands and gave it a gentle sweeze. Everett smiled at him, before
contractions hit, and caused him to moan.
One of the doctors told Everett to start pushing. Everett did so, just
wanting the whole thing to be over. His huffing and puffing increased as
he worked to push the baby out of him. Soon Joshua saw a lump moving down
Everett's body, and over the pelvic bone towards the older boy's penis.
The lump reached Everett's penis, and started going through it. Everett
was screaming by this point. The end of his penis opened up, and a small
baby slid out into the hands of the lead doctor.
The baby looked a bit like a cross between both species, and it began
wailing. The umbillical cord was cut, and the lead doctor declared, "It's
a boy!"
Everett was gasping and moaning in pain by this point, and was just glad
to have it over. He was checked out by another doctor while the three
doctors who'd been at the business end of it took the baby away. "You'll
be fine," the doctor told Everett. Everett's response was to moan.
"Can we leave now?" Josuha asked, and the doctor gave his approval.
Joshua helped Everett get up, and they made their way back to their
quarters. Joshua helped Everett to shower, and lay down.
"My dick still hurts," Everett moaned.
Joshua did something he never thought he'd do: he leaned down, took
Everett's penis into his mouth, and started sucking. He sucked for a
while, until he'd realized that Everett had fallen asleep. So Joshua
crawled into the bed next to Everett, and pulled the covers up over both
of them, and went to sleep.
*******
The baby, Everett learned the next day, was indeed a hopefull candidate
for what they were looking for. He was duely scanned, and the information
was entered into a computer.
"Now, we have one more reward for you," Artie told him. "We've made
arrangements - don't ask us how, because we won't tell you - for you and
Joshua to have a permanent home on Earth. We think you'll like it."
Artie made a few adjustments on a control panel, and the next thing
Everett knew, he was feeling very drowsy. He closed his eyes for just a
moment, before he heard someone saying, "Wake up, guys! We're almost
there!" He jerked upwards, and looked around. He was in the back of a
car, and sitting next to him was, of all people, Joshua, who was also
looking around rather sleepily.
"Welcome to your new home," a woman in the driver's seat was saying,
gesturing to a large home that they were approaching.
"Wow," Joshua said quietly.
Everett didn't know how Artie had made this arrangement, but decided not
to ask. Just as long as no one would get mad at him for being gay (and,
of course, as long as Artie and his friends didn't expect Everett to have
any more babies for them), he didn't care.